My first time crossdressing was the most exciting sexual experience of my life. It still makes me hard remembering it.

The house was empty - my mum was at work and my sister at school (i went to private school and had a week extra for my holidays). I lest half an hour and then started going through my sister's drawers. my hands trembled as i sorted through her panties - they were mostly very practical school knickers but i soon found her first pair of more sexy ones, pink cotton with little lovehearts on them, trimmed with lace round the waist and legs. I also found a bra, one of her first, decorated with roses. In her wardrobe i found her best dress; it was in green satin with rows of lace on the bodice, a pretty peter pan collar and a full skirt and puffy sleeves ending just above the elbow. I took  a pair of my mum's nylon tights.

I assembled the clothes on my bed, and then stripped - carefully placing my male clothes out of sight. I stepped into the panties and sighed as i pulled them up my legs, watching my stiff little cock disapear inside the delicious femininty, feeling the material hold it in and the cool kiss of the material against my ass. i was starting to feel girly, such a delicious feeling.

Then i put my arms into the straps of the bra and pulled it tight, fiddling with the fastenings. It felt so good being fastened into the straps, and as i filled the cups with more tights i loved the way my shape was changing. Already I felyt like a little girl in my panties and bra.

Next i pulled the tights up my legs. I have never felt such  pure sexual pleasure than the feeling of nylon against my legs, and then my nyloned legs rubbing together.

At last i stepped into the dress. It was a size or so too small, but the tightness as i pushed my arms into the sleeves (somehow the way they closed around my arms made me feel a little more girly) and then did up the zip just added to the excitement. The skirt came a bit above my knee and as i sashayed in front of the mirror i felt it brush against my legs. i looked and felt so pretty and ran my hands up and down my girly body breathing my girly name Amanda. i was so high on all the delicious feelings i wouldn't have cared being caught. Even then i liked to imagine those hands caressing my body, cupping my breasts, weren't mine..